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Chapter 467 Zhao Wenhui is dead

Outside the Khitan military camp, a cavalry of about 5,000 people appeared on a nearby hill.

All the cavalrymen were wearing leather armor and they glanced coldly at the Yingzhou guards in the Khitan military camp.

Judging from their attire alone, these people are the Tiger Division troops that protected Li Cunxi from the Turkic Empire and brought him back to Chongzhou. The person leading this Tiger Division cavalry is none other than Bu Zhen, one of the three Tiger Division commanders.

This taciturn man wanted to help Zhao Wenhui, but after seeing the densely packed Khitan soldiers, he suppressed this unrealistic and wrong idea.

As long as they dared to rescue, Bu Zhen could be sure that their mere 5,000 cavalry would not be enough to fill the enemy's teeth.

"I really don't know what kind of pig brain this Yingzhou Governor Zhao has."

Beside Bu Zhen, a general with a sinister face raised the corner of his mouth.

"Looking at the situation, the number of people who came was no more than 20,000, and several thousand of them have been eliminated now."

"With such a small force, they dare to attack the Khitan army. Even if Sun Wanrong is really dead, the Khitan still has hundreds of thousands of troops."

"Tens of thousands of soldiers facing a hundred thousand miserable soldiers, how stupid."

Bu Zhen said nothing, just looked coldly at the Khitan military camp.

He was not afraid that the Khitan soldiers would rush out and attack them. He could also see that the Khitan soldiers at the outermost edge of the encirclement had already discovered them, but they had a tacit understanding and chose not to take action.

At one place, a cavalry unit of less than 150 men was also looking at the Khitan military camp.

Although they were small in number, each of them was an elite force and they were not afraid at all of an attack by the Khitans.

After all, there are too few people, which is also an advantage when escaping.

"Except for the soldiers who are actually defending Yingzhouwei, the countless Khitan troops who seem to be surrounding outside and ready to attack at any time are all waiting."

"This should be the work of the Khitan commander Sun Wanrong. They have been surrounding them but not destroying them, just to lure them into the trap."

Wulezhi exhaled a breath, trying to warm himself up, but it was so difficult to warm up in such a snowy and icy place.

"General, you just said that they wanted to lure someone into the trap? Who are they trying to lure into the trap?"

"Is there any need to ask? It must be the Right Guard." Wulezhi kept rubbing his hands. "Let's go and find a place to warm up. It's too cold here. It's not easy to kidnap Li Cunxi and take him back to the Dulu tribe."

……

In Chongzhou city.

The main tent of the Right Guard’s central army.

Li Cunxi walked in shivering, and felt a little more comfortable when he felt the temperature rise.

"Cunxi, my brother, you are finally here."

Wang Xiaojie walked up, took Li Cunxi's hand intimately, and led Li Cunxi to the stove.

Li Cunxi sat down and took another sip of the hot wine that Wang Xiaojie had handed over, rolling it in his mouth.

"I feel comfortable, brother. You are so considerate. You are truly Miss Wang."

"What Miss Wang?"

"Nothing, I was just praising you." Li Cunxi rubbed his hands, "Did you send a message to Huang Zhen asking him to defend the camp to the death?"

"How could I not know this? I have already ordered Song Wuji to go with a message and 5,000 troops to support them." Wang Xiaojie said, "If Zhao Wenhui takes the initiative to attack, or to fight against the helpless army, I am afraid he will never come back. I'd better rescue them and let Wang Tiehan lead 20,000 troops."

"Brother, you are confused." Li Cunxi sighed heavily, "I thought about it carefully on the way here. It is very likely that Sun Wanrong is not dead at all. Vice General Wang will lead the troops to rescue him and will definitely be ambushed by the Khitans."

"Tiehan has been with me for many years, so he has some knowledge. If it is really difficult to rescue, he will definitely not take the initiative to attack."

Li Cunxi glanced at Li Yuanfang and his brothers who were already seated, sighed, stood up, and said:

"You are the commander of an army. You must not attack no matter what. Now, I have to take people to remind Vice General Wang. If that doesn't work, we can only try to see if our courage to fight to the death is useful on the battlefield."

"Cunxi, you are the imperial envoy, how can you be like us warriors?" Wang Xiaojie immediately stood up, "I would rather lead the troops myself to support."

Li Cunxi warmed himself by the fire and said quietly, "I'm afraid that when you lead the troops there and see Zhao Wenhui trapped in a siege, you will definitely lead your troops to charge in without hesitation."

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Wang Xiaojie's scarred face.

He and Zhao Wenhui were close friends. If Zhao Wenhui really did not die in the Khitan army, he would save him no matter what.

"The 120,000-man army has already lost some of its troops in the previous battle. Zhao Wenhui, the useless man who underestimated the enemy and rushed forward, led another 20,000 troops out of the city to attack the Khitan army."

"Vice General Wang is bringing another 20,000 men to support us. If you lead another group out of the city to rescue that rubbish, the people of Chongzhou will die without a burial place."

Li Cunxi's calm analysis almost broke Wang Xiaojie's defense.

He had never imagined that Zhao Wenhui was such a bastard.

No matter from which perspective Li Cunxi's strategy is viewed, as long as they cannot defeat the Khitan army head-on, the pincer attack will be the best defensive strategy.

As a result, the idiot Zhao Wenhui took the initiative to lead 20,000 people to die, and they couldn't bear to watch Zhao Wenhui die with their own eyes.

"What's wrong, brother? You can't speak?"

Li Cunxi chuckled, his body completely warmed up, he stood up and patted Wang Xiaojie on the shoulder.

"Give me five thousand men and I will bring Vice General Wang out."

"What about Zhao Wenhui?"

"If my guess is correct, and Sun Wanrong is really not dead, then even if Zhao Wenhui is still alive, he must be a bait to lure us to rescue him. No matter what, he will die tonight."

"So, he's dead?"

"Yes, he is dead."

Soon, Li Kaigu, general of the Right Camp of the Right Guard, was ordered to lead 5,000 troops to follow Li Cunxi to the Khitan military camp.

"Although this is the first time we meet, General Li, I have heard of you for a long time."

Li Cunxi rode on the horse and said lightly.

"Lord Li knows me?"

"How could I not know that the late rebel Qiu Jing was an old friend of General Li? General Li sacrificed his own family for the sake of justice. I admire him very much."

Li Kaigu laughed loudly and said, "Although I, Li Kaigu, am an old Khitan general, I also know how to share the worries of my master. In the battle of Dongxiashi Valley, General Song Wuji and I killed the Khitan army!"

"Of course I know. General Li is a real brave general." Li Cunxi finished his polite words and turned to Wang Xiaojie. "Brother, please lead the generals to guard the city tonight. Don't let the Khitans attack us."

Wang Xiaojie nodded heavily: "Cunxi, go ahead. After you leave, I will prevent the Khitans from taking the opportunity to attack."

"Then let's go."

"There is one more thing." Wang Xiaojie gritted his teeth, "If Zhao Wenhui is still alive, you should try to rescue him. Even if he is dead, it should be the order of His Majesty."

Li Cunxi didn't know how to answer, so he simply nodded and urged the Qianliyizhangqing under his crotch to leave the camp.